The Gold Peach
By Sara L
The words on the frame shone in the dark.
They read: 99.9% gold.
Darkness fell through my windows;
moonlight shone upon the shelf.
Inside was a world of spirits and souls.
The monkey outside lived in the peach,
staring at me with curious eyes.
This monkey was covered with golden glitter,
eating a ripe peach.
It was resting on the wooden frame.
There it lies forever.
Made especially for me.